Page 111 of I Heard It All Before

Chapter 39

Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months without Asha seeing or hearing from Cam. She had a few niggas that broke her off whenever she needed something, so she let him make it for a while. Even when she saw on his mother’s Facebook post that Demi was pregnant with his son, she remained calm. She was hurt, but there was nothing that she could do about it. The final straw for Asha was when she looked on Nora’s page a few minutes ago and saw Demi’s baby shower that had taken place the day before.

“I hate this bitch. That hoe wants to be like me so bad, with this ugly ass baby shower,” Asha fumed as she sat in her brother, Quincy’s, kitchen with him and her friend Kenya.

Although Kenya and Quincy messed around, she was always over there with Asha. Kelly didn’t know and they never acted differently around here. To Kelly, Kenya was just Asha’s friend and nothing more.

“That shit is ugly as fuck,” Kenya replied as she turned her nose up at the metallic gold and royal blue little prince décor. She actually thought it was cute, but she didn’t want to disagree with her friend.

“I can’t believe Cam. He’s letting her name her baby Camden Jr., like that’s not our baby’s name,” Asha fumed.

“The fuck you mean her baby? That’s his baby too. And real talk Asha, y’all baby passed away. That man got a right to name his living son after him,” Quincy defended. His first son was named after him, so he knew how important that was to some men.

“Fuck that bitch. She can have as many babies as she wants, I’ll still always be the first baby mama. Dead or alive, I gave him his first son. There is only one Camden Marquis Davis Jr., and he’s in the ground,” Asha replied.

“You should comment and put that under the picture,” Kenya instigated.

“Yes bitch, that’s exactly what I’m about to do,” Asha laughed.

“That’s fucked up. Why y’all being messy and shit?” Quincy said, shaking his head.

“Fuck them. I want Nora to call and check me. Her old ass can get it too. Bitch better unfriend me if she wants me to keep quiet,” Asha said as she typed away on her phone.

“Leave them people alone Asha. You got mad niggas that you fuck with. Stop acting like you’re obsessed with Cam,” Quincy said as he rubbed up and down Kenya’s toned legs.

His wife was at work and his sons were upstairs playing their game. He was hoping to get a quickie in with Kenya, but he needed Asha to look out like she usually did. His sons talked too much and he didn’t need them to see him sneaking off to the bathroom with their auntie’s friend. They would tell Kelly and there would be hell to pay if they did.

“Fuck Cam and fuck Demi. Bitch better be happy for all that security at her job. I would have gone there and flipped her stupid ass for playing with me when I was pregnant,” Asha swore.

She had stalked Demi on the internet and found out everything that she needed to know about her. She knew that Demi was an attorney, but she didn’t know that she worked at Cam’s family’s law firm. Asha had never been formerly introduced to Cam’s family, but Demi was in deep.

“Man, fuck all that. You trying to look out for a nigga or what?” Quincy asked as he slipped his hand under Kenya’s tight dress.

“Yeah, I got you,” Asha replied, right before they snuck off to the downstairs bathroom and closed the door.

Asha didn’t care what they did and she never took her eyes off her phone. She was waiting for Nora to say something because she was ready to curse her ass out. Asha went under every picture and left a comment or the middle finger emoji. There were over fifty pictures, but she had lots of time on her hands. When her phone rang and Cam’s number popped up, she smiled, happy that her little stunt had gained some attention.

“Yes Camden,” Asha answered in her sweetest voice.

“What’s up Asha? You obviously need some attention, so what’s good?” Cam asked in his usual nonchalant tone.

His mother called him, livid about some of the comments that Asha had left under her pictures on Facebook. Nora lived on Facebook and Asha knew that. She knew that as soon as she left a comment, Nora was going to see it. He and Demi had been living drama free, but he knew that it wouldn’t last forever.

“What’s up is you and that bitch naming that ugly ass baby that she’s pregnant with after our dead son,” Asha screeched.

“Damn,” Cam laughed. “Why my baby gotta be ugly?”

“I don’t find nothing funny Cam. That bitch wanna be me so bad. She could have named him anything that starts with a C. She’s just doing that shit to be petty,” Asha fumed.

“First off, it was my idea to name my son after me. I don’t know what you thought Asha, but nobody is sitting around thinking about your ratchet ass. And despite what you say, you are not my baby’s mother. We do not have a living child together and I don’t owe you shit. You need to get out of your feelings and grow the fuck up. Unlike you, I can call and say what I have to say. I don’t have time to put on for people on Facebook,” Cam scolded.

“Fuck you, Cam!” Asha yelled, but it was too late; he had already hung up the phone.

She couldn’t call him back because she was blocked. She jumped up and grabbed her brother’s cordless house phone and started calling him like crazy. He answered the first time but, as soon as he heard her voice, he hung up and blocked that number too. Asha grabbed her phone, prepared to leave a nasty message on Nora’s page that she knew would get back to him. That idea was quickly abandoned when she saw that Nora had blocked her too.

“Ughhh!” Asha screamed out in frustration.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Kelly asked as she seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

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